There was a furious echoing strike of thunder—followed by immense silence that conquered the rest of the place. I felt the coldness of the wind clouting my pulse, and I could smell a pungent scent of a smoldering eucalyptus. My heart skipped a beat, and as I stare into space I’ve kind of anticipated what’s next… your arrival.
You fell hard to the ground. The messy strands of your hair were intertwined with your halo that was as gold as the melting sun. And as you wipe away your tears like sparkling springwater drops, your face illuminates just like the night sky after the rain. Your eyes were stars—full of wishes and heavy secrets. Your broken wings were screaming for healing. Those freezing brittle bones were already on the verge of breaching. Your skin was scarred by yesterday’s hurricane, and when you saw your new bruises and scratches, I knew that you remembered how you’ve lost your battle all over again.
You managed to stand, and wandered around looking for something else. You were staggering like you’re intoxicated, and didn’t mind the grime on your cheeks. You were agitated and started talking in circles about finding the gate of heaven, and about how they left you once again.
I was just nearby, watching while you’re losing it. And I couldn’t help myself from approaching you…
So, I wore my heart on my sleeve. I grasped your arms and bargained,
“You could stay here, and we could act like normal people…”
My eyes were filled with hope that you’d agree, but—
There was an empty look on your face as you ebbed and said,
“I’m sorry, I forgot who you are… But if you think that you know me, help me find it, please.”
I was just staring at your eyes, then. I knew it, you’re gonna end up saying the same thing.
I held my head, seeking for reasons. I thought… maybe, you can’t really stay here. Maybe, you’ll always run away from whatever that doesn’t feel like home. Maybe, you’ll find your own way soon. Maybe all these maybes are enough to let you go—again.
As I let go of my grip from my head, I saw that your lips were chapped by all of these miseries. I wanted you to share them with me. If only I could get more than half of them, I would.
If only you’d come closer and let me hold you—
I’d solemnly give your bitter lips a cherry sealed kiss— ’cause for me, these are all a part of your pale explicit beauty, my failing but surviving angel.
Very nice…
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Thank you x
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so happy you’re back, dear eli. in this piece, i wonder, is the narrator her own angel?
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Thank you, Mariah. I hope I really am… You can also see it that way ☺
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This is a beauty to read. Failing angel in the tag instead of ‘falling angel’ made me chuckle. lol 😀 Welcome back to this universe, love ❤
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No. I’m far from being back
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Who wrote that post? Was it a ghost I was reading? 😀
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Yeah, it was. ’cause she’s gone
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That’s what I truly believe too. Now you look like a different lady 🙂
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Yeah.. *sigh* probably my old self will rebuke me when she wakes up. She wouldn’t like the way I’m thinking and doing right now.. zzz
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You see: how beautiful and compassionate you are. While she drowns you and submerges you in deep emotions–you merely wish her well.
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I’m a difficult one… 💔
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One. That’s the word. ❤
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And then there’s two, three, four, and so on
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And then there were none. And then God said let Agatha Christie write Murder Misty and then God said let Newton be and all was light and Alexander Pope was dancing on my roof with Urmila Matondkar 😀 😀 😀
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And I say, zzzz
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Beautiful Eli…
Thank God you’re back, I’d really missed you
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Akeela, I’d love to connect with you privately. Thank you so much, lovely xxx
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Hey good to see a post from you. Very beautiful ….💜
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Thank you, Candy xxx
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Take your time being fully back. Wounds don’t heal overnight. Take as long as you want. Everyone is here for you ❤.
And needless to say, this was another fantastic piece
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You are too kind, Sulaiman. Thank you so much xxx
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oh I love this! it is really well written! so many good metaphors…you face illuminates after wiping tears away, chapped lips from miseries… genius!
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Thank you, Lu!!!! Love 💖💖💖
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A deep piece. Can be interpreted in different ways. Nicely done.
Btw, I’m here from Nash’s blog site.
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Thank you so much, nice to see you here!! 💖🌻
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